Chapter 23 - the order

It was an awkward drive. Jane took the wheel whilst she listened to the sorrowful regrets of her boyfriend in the passenger seat. Anger still coursed through her and she found herself unable to reply until she had pulled up in a car park and unbuckled her belt.

“Please say something,” Tommy begged. “Tell me what an idiot I am! Shout at me! Scream! Do anything you want! I deserve it. I know I do.”

Jane nodded slowly. She couldn’t deny that Tommy did indeed deserve all of those things and more. She leaned forwards and kissed the boy, hearing Tommy moan in pleasure from the touch of her lips on his once again. She felt Tommy’s hands slip onto her knees and slowly move up her thighs. Even now his arousal was not something the jock could contain; the spell held such a vice-like grip on him.

A sense of calm satisfaction filled Jane’s mind as she pulled out of the kiss. She had power; so much power. “Do you love me, Tommy?” she asked, gazing into the handsome man’s eyes and placing a forced, loving smile onto her face.

Tommy immediately reacted with a barrage of complements, lamenting his undying affection. The boy’s eyes filled with tears as he became emotional, saying out loud the bursting love that he carried within him.

“But how can I believe you after what you did?” Jane asked slyly, playing all her cards with a calculated precision. “How can I ever learn to trust you again?”

“I swear it will never happen again!” Tommy promised, his eyes dripping with love and honesty.

Jane stroked Tommy’s strong shoulder. “But how can I be sure of that? You’re such a handsome boy, Tommy. When I saw you for the first time… Oh, my!” she reacted theatrically. “You just took my breath away! All those girls on that campus were so desperate for your attention. Those big, strong arms and perfect jawline,” she smiled, stroking both in turn. “Just look at yourself!” she ordered, sharply turning the rear view mirror so that Tommy could see his reflection. “You really think people aren’t going to try and steal you from me again?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Tommy insisted. “Because I only have eyes for you.”

“Oh, I hope that’s true,” Jane nodded, moving her lips achingly close to Tommy’s; teasing him that he might be kissed at any second. She looked down, appreciating how well it was working, seeing the thick hardness in Tommy’s groin. “You see, I didn’t used to have this problem before. Girls stopped looking at you when you were properly mine; when you slowly turned into my big, cuddly boy. Do you remember?” she smiled, enjoying the way Tommy hung on her every word. “That overfed, round belly and large, lazy butt you used to have before we started exercising together. The girls weren’t so keen then, were they?” she chuckled nostalgically. “And that made me so much happier.”

“It did?” Tommy asked.

Jane slipped her hand under Tommy’s shirt, grabbing the last of the fat that remained on the jock’s stomach. “It used to make me so, so happy…” she teased, playing Tommy’s emotions like a master. “Do you remember how you used to take down over two whole pizzas in one sitting? You were such a good boy back then.” She paused, as if considering Tommy carefully. “You do still want to be a good boy, right?”

“I want to be a good boy,” Tommy nodded emphatically.

“Well then… Good boys do what they’re told. And, more importantly,” she stated, looking at Tommy seriously; letting him know that this was the most important thing that she was going to say. “…Good boys eat what they’re told.”

Tommy nodded again, completely agreeing. Between short playful kisses, Jane had successfully wound up Tommy’s arousal like never before. She pinched Tommy’s tummy and they both looked down at it.

“No more gym for you,” she stated sternly.

Tommy shook his head, submitting entirely to the request.

“It’s time for you to grow this little belly out for me; like a good boy would. A boy who wants to show me just how much he loves me.”

“I do love you,” Tommy breathed, completely besotted. “I love you so much!”

“I’m going to need you to show me how much you love me,” Jane stated, cold and stern “…I’m going to need fat Tommy back. Fat enough so that your ex will never look twice at you again; so that no girl will. That’s what I want, Tommy. Are you going to give it to me?” she asked, sliding her hand into Tommy’s crotch and making him gasp with sudden, intense pleasure.

“I’ll do anything for you!” Tommy exclaimed, letting out a huge moan.

“Come on then,” Jane ordered, stopping abruptly and swiftly opening the car door; the influx of fresh air catching the boy off-guard. She saw that Tommy was looking around, not having registered where they had driven to. Then he seemed to take in the smell of grease and cooking meat and knew exactly where they were.

“It’s time to become mine, Tommy. Only mine.”